Word: howling
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...troupe recognizes that opera thrives on the tension between the sublime and the silly. After all, when a 200-lb. soprano trips down the castle steps trilling like a 1-lb. canary in the mad scene in Lucia di Lammermoor, should one weep at her character's insanity or howl at the absurdity? La Gran Scena's answer is: both. As they see it, loving opera and laughing at it are one and the same thing...
...chilling winds of New-foundland may howl outside the St. Vincent orphanage, the setting of director John N. Smith's compelling new film "The Boys of St. Vincent," but the territory inside the cloistered stone walls provides no safe haven either. The black-clad priests of St. Vincent slip like sinister, dark shadows through the looming corridors, creating a world of terror for the young boys entrusted to their churchly protection. The orphanage is a realm of the wicked, built not only upon layers of deceitful whispers and abuse of religious power, but also upon the sadistic sexual molestation...
...nightclub stage, his eyeballs pop like demented Slinkys, his anvil jaw drops onto the table, and his tongue cascades from his mouth; it's a red carpet for a red-hot princess to walk on. His heart thumps about a yard out of his chest. He lets howl a wolf whistle Jack Nicholson would envy and bashes himself with a huge mallet...
...Vassily Aksyonov was part of a restless generation of writers chafing at centuries of censorship and inspired by the irreverent styles of the West. The Burn, a novel written in the early '70s and first published in the U.S. after the author's arrival, is his best-known satirical howl against Soviet oppression and conformity. Aksyonov has published other books in exile, but now, after a decade of personal and artistic freedom, he has written one for the American market. Generations of Winter (Random House; 592 pages; $25) will probably draw comparisons to War and Peace and Dr. Zhivago...
...with a couple of friends and some beer and watch the U.S. play; it was strictly recreational stuff. Then both games on a given afternoon, even the ones that were broadcast in Spanish on Univision. I rationalized that I was just tuning in to hear Andres Cantor's famous howl of "Gooooooool!" I didn't have a problem. I could have turned off the set anytime I wanted...